 I riot and laugh. I laugh like the cruel and turbulent wave; I laugh at the church, and I laugh at the grave. I laugh at joy, and well I know That I merrily, merrily laugh at woe! I terribly laugh, with an oath and a sneer, When I think that the hour...  Thelma: A Norwegian Princess - 414. lappuseautors: Marie Corelli - 1896 - 615 lapasPilnskats - Par šo grāmatu
 | William Winter - 1880 - 182 lapas
...9 6 Orgia. Free as the soul of the fragrant wine — Sit down, good fellow, my heart is thine ! For I heed not custom, creed, nor law ; I care for nothing that ever I saw. In every city my cups I quaff, And over the chalice I riot and laugh. I laugh, like the cruel and turbulent... | |
 | Harold Finch-Hatton - 1885 - 454 lapas
...soul is free, Free as the soul of the fragrant wine ! Sit down, good fellow, my heart is thine ; For I heed not custom, creed, nor law, — I care for nothing that ever I saw. In every city my cup I quaff, And over my liquor I riot and laugh. I laugh like the cruel and turbulent... | |
 | Jeannette Leonard Gilder - 1886 - 752 lapas
...soul is free, Free as the soul of the fragrant wine : Sit down, good fellow — my heart is thine. For I heed not custom, creed, nor law ; I care for nothing that ever I saw. In every city my cups I quaff, And over my liquor I riot and laugh. I laugh like the cruel and turbulent... | |
 | William Winter - 1892 - 280 lapas
...heaven is dear to him. O, that is the comrade fit for me ! He cares for nothing, his soul is free ; For I heed not custom, creed, nor law ; I care for nothing that ever I saw. In every city my cups I quaff, And over the chalice I riot and laugh. I laugh, like the cruel and turbulent... | |
 | Charles Wells Moulton - 1894 - 588 lapas
...soul is free, Free as the soul of the fragrant wine! Sit down, good fellow, my heart is thine! For I heed not custom, creed, nor law; I care for nothing that ever I saw. In every city my cups I quaff, And over the chalice I riot and laugh. I laugh like the cruel and turbulent... | |
 | William Winter - 1909 - 418 lapas
...is free ; Free as the soul of the fragrant wine — Sit down, good fellow, my heart is thine ! For I heed not custom, creed, nor law ; I care for nothing that ever I saw. In every city my cups I quaff, And over the chalice I riot and laugh. I laugh, like the cruel and turbulent... | |
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